He actually won!
Long Yi really managed to defeat a mage, and the Mage Division’s instructor at that!
This is madness!
First, he took down his entire class in the Second Year Air Force Division, then he battled Lai Ze from the Mage Division, losing his clothes in the process, and finally, half-naked, he forced the Mage Division’s instructor to surrender!
Is this guy even human? Not even a dragon would possess such strength at this age, would it?
He’s simply a monster!
Long Yi, appearing extraordinarily casual, watched the retreating mages. His enlightennt on the power deepened. To Long Yi, learning others’ skills was not hard at all, for he, a freak who started training three days after birth, had almost completely mastered his own power structure. Unless there’s a huge gap in power between him and his adversary, Long Yi can completely grasp a skill after rely watching it once and trying it himself. Then, with a bit of practice, he can fully integrate it. In this regard, even Ai Lin, a genius among geniuses, is no match for him.
With such ability, Long Yi has learned to cast the magic missile from Lai Ze and the Ethereal Light Shield from the Magic instructor. Of course, mastering a magic like Ethereal Light Shield that one cannot experience firsthand required a lot of luck and audacity. After that move, his back was soaked in cold sweat. Fortunately, the intense flas at his lower body dried up the sweat instantly.
Hey, wait, where is the intense fire?
Long Yi, who was still relishing in the fight, suddenly felt a chill. Thanks to the quick thinking of Bajie, he pulled out a spare pair of pants for Long Yi. Despite the hot flush on his face, his thick-skinned nature kept him from showing embarrassnt. Nevertheless, this sowhat shaful play made Long Yi feel strange all over. He quickly offered a greeting to the instructor, and excused himself to treat his injuries. Ai Lin imdiately followed him. After all, her staying ant waiting for Long Yi and had no other purpose.
Actually, Long Yi’s hurried departure also had another reason: he felt that his Fighting Aura was on the verge of breaking through and sensed that he needed a catalyst.
He suddenly rembered the Dragon God Space. He urgently needed a formidable high-level opponent to help him advance!
After finding a quiet corner to change into new clothes and eat sothing, he and Ai Lin parted ways and returned to their dormitories.
Long Yi had his own new room — a double room. However, because no one wanted to be his roommate, he wound up happily occupying a decent space on his own. The second bed was converted into Bajie’s den.
In the Dragon God Space, the little rmaid princess, Mina, was aimlessly wandering in the public area. Since the ti she gave her trident to the stranger who never showed up again, she’d felt a unique comfort and affinity toward him. As a rmaid, her instincts were always extrely sensitive, so she decisively handed over her trident to him. But who would’ve guessed that after getting her trident, he disappeared.
However, our little rmaid princess was patient and hopeful, certain that the stranger would reappear.
anwhile, soone else was in a bad mood — even a bit irritable.
This person was the Three-Star Clown.
Three-Star was brooding, continuously fixating on his bracelet. Two-star had sothing to say, but ultimately dared not speak. Three-Star thought that Anonymous was soone special. He sacrificed his precious victory to give Anonymous flawless victory, not accepting victories handed to him on a silver plaiter. But the result? Anonymous simply ran away, leaving his impressive winning streak shalessly hanging at the top of the leader-board, mocking Three-Star.
At first, Three-Star didn’t care. But every ti he entered Dragon God Space, he saw Anonymous’s unchanged winning streak. The reminder that he was the one who gifted the number to Anonymous made Three-Star feel an urge to devour soone. He wished he could use all his family connections to find the person hiding behind Anonymous and strip him alive!
However, he didn’t do that in the end. Everywhere had its rules, and Three-Star decided to play by them.
Just then, a new combat space appeared.
Open Arena: Anonymous.
He didn’t even open a private space!
Without hesitation, Three-Star slapped his bracelet.
"Long ti no see, Anonymous!"
"Indeed, such a long ti. Were you not able to improve your taste at all in that ti?"
Long Yi said with a smile, his mood excellent.
An open arena is a battlefield where anyone can watch the fights anyti, and the identities of the combatants are entirely exposed.
As soon as the Three-Star Clown appeared, a lot of fans, enemies, information brokers followed him in. But the majority were spectators. While real battles were crucial to improvent, observing the battle styles of top fighters was also very beneficial.
Not to ntion Long Yi, whose alias, Anonymous, stood at the forefront of the leaderboard with a record of never losing a battle. The Three-Star Clown, with his peculiar costu and strange fighting style, enjoyed significant fa in the arena. It was rumored that Three-Star had a fight with Anonymous in the past, and Anonymous excused himself. Still, Three-Star refused to accept the surrender and chose to admit defeat, leaving Anonymous’s winning streak intact.
Three-Star wanted a true battle. He wanted to end Anonymous himself and make Anonymous kneel at his feet. So, he was delighted with Anonymous’s challenge and didn’t take Long Yi’s mockery seriously at all.
"Anonymous, it seems like you are also one who likes attention! For our duel, you chose not to use the premium space but fully opened it. Is your intention to make a na for yourself by defeating ?"
Long Yi remained silent, smiling faintly, but feeling sowhat helpless. He wasn’t avoiding the premium space: he simply didn’t have enough study points left to use it!
He was in such good spirits that he forgot that moving up to the second year would wipe out his accumulated study points, all of his thousands of points from the Dragon God Space disappeared. Now, the only study points he had left were the ones he had just earned from the most recent internal appraisal.
This is what you call a tragedy, get it?
"I’m curious, from where do you get such self-confidence?" asked Long Yi puzzled, "Given the grueso aesthetic you possess, defeating you would make famous? Are you really that popular?"
As he spoke, Long Yi suddenly yelled to the surrounding crowd.
"Would you all tell , is Three-Star really that famous?"
At first stunned, the surrounding crowd soon burst into uproarious yelling.
"Yes!"
Long Yi awkwardly scratched his head, and then ran over with a book and a pen: "Co on, celebrity, sign an autograph for ."
Three-Star smiled, took the pen and paper, and autographed a pattern that Long Yi couldn’t even understand. In the world of Dragon God Space, this represented his na.
"You don’t seem like my follower, so why do you want this?" Three-Star could not guess the purpose of Long Yi’s request.
"Because I can later tell them that this was the last autograph Three-Star the Clown gave before he lost to . What great morabilia."
Smiling slyly, Long Yi said and suddenly tapped his bracelet, making the autograph disappear. Then, a new personal item appeared on everyone’s bracelet: ’The last autograph Three-Star the Clown signed before losing to Anonymous’, selling for ten thousand study points.
It was then that Three-Star the Clown realized, not only did this Anonymous figure have no respect for him, but he was also mocking him!
But instead of getting angry, Three-Star felt a secret joy. Only soone like this was worthy of being his follower. He had no need for sycophants, he wanted genuine powerhouses! Be it strengths or willpower, both needed to be equally vigorous!
Three-Star couldn’t help but smile. His Fighting Aura suddenly disappeared, and he himself disappeared with it. Soon after, two identical figures of Three-Star the Clown appeared where he was standing previously.
Their attack style wasn’t any different from One-Star or Two-Star, it seed to be a heritage, but fundantally different.
"I should tell you, the attack style of One-Star and Two-Star were taught by , but they only grasped the tip of the iceberg. If you see like them, I’m afraid you won’t be able to take even one of my moves."
Three-Star kindly reminded.
Long Yi laughed: "I can distinctly feel the difference, yours is much more powerful. However, since you reminded , I’ll let you know that if your level is only as it is now, even if you hit a hundred tis, you won’t be able to defeat ."
Three-Star nodded: "Alright, let’s try it out."
As he spoke, two identical Three-Stars charged towards Long Yi, moving calmly as if sleepwalking. But this was Three-Star’s most proud signature move, called Dream Dance Steps. Anyone who focused on his steps for too long would soon fall into his rhythm, having their moves completely led by him. By displaying his trump card upfront, Three-Star wanted to see how powerful Long Yi truly was.
And at this mont, Long Yi appeared to be completely focused on Three-Star’s Dance Steps, seemingly in a daze. Three-Star knew that he had fallen into his rhythm, and currently, Long Yi was completely at his rcy.
Oh, soone who seed to have potential but turns out to be nothing much?
Three-Star felt sowhat helpless, was he too much of a genius that everyone else seed extrely stupid? Perhaps, he should really lower his standards for the followers?
Oh well, after Long Yi loses, he would just guide him a bit. He believed that once he sees his spirit of nurturing talent, Long Yi would actively co back into his fold.
As he thought this way, the two Three-Stars, tracing their uncanny dance steps, had simultaneously moved beside Long Yi; their hands flashing like blades from all four directions, completely sealing Long Yi’s movents.
Despite seizing absolute initiative, Three-Star was still a very careful person.
It’s over.
That’s what Three-Star thought in his heart.
[Will post another Chapter tonight, hehe]
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